[STORY] Golden Harvest

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For as long as she could remember Annie had been participating in a certain weekly ritual. Today was no different, as she could already see some of daddy's friends arriving at their house. She watched them get settled in and comfortable as they touched and kissed the body of Annie's older sister Maggie. Maggie never participated in the rituals, and in fact, she hated daddy's friends for some reason. Not Annie, though. She was a good girl that always went along with daddy's plans.

As always, the gang left the house to go on a walk to the park. A little girl surrounded by several grown men might have seemed suspicious to any observers, especially as their hands darted into her clothes and probed the insides of her mouth. Eventually they found a nice site for the ritual to take place, and Annie took center stage.

The tension in the crowd mounted as she flipped up her skirt, revealing her clean white panties. Then, with all eyes focused on her, she started to pee.

Before each ritual her daddy had her hold in her pee for as long as she could. At first she had to wear a plug in her urethra to keep it contained, but by now her bladder muscles were so well developed that she could hold up to three days' worth of urine all on her own. And now, she started to release it, thoroughly soaking her panties and skirt. She felt the warm liquid trickling down her legs, and the gathered men saw it soak into the concrete below her.

Of course, this was only the start of her little show. As she took off her clothes and repositioned herself daddy brought out a large bowl and set it out below her. Then, she let the remaining contents of her bladder splash into the bowl. Some of the men had already started undressing around her, visibly excited by her exhibitionist act.

It didn't take long for the first man to act. A golden stream of liquid gold was aimed right at her face, splashing into her eye as she closed it in a reflex. The rest was aimed at her mouth, wide open in invitation. A second man approached and took aim at her torso, staining her delicate skin and hitting the toilet symbol that one of the men had sharpied on her chest.

One by one, the men took aim and emptied their bladders onto the waiting girl. She received all of them with glee, happy to receive so many donations today. But then, when the show would normally be over, her daddy brought out a hose attached to some kind of machine. Normally he would decant the bowl into a jug for storage, but today he had something else in mind.

He inserted the hose deep into her virgin pussy, even past her cervix. Then, he turned on the pump. The piss of over half a dozen men surged into her womb, rapidly filling it up and stretching out her belly. It was a feeling unlike anything she'd experienced before, nothing like the urethral enemas her daddy liked to perform on her. And sure, it was painful to be filled up in such an intimate way. But most of all she felt gratitude for the gathered men.

As bowl was finally emptied her daddy retracted the hose and started to pack up his supplies. The men said their goodbyes, gave Annie a kiss with their dicks, and left. Annie lifted her now-heavy body, and started her naked waddle home. Instinctively she knew that she couldn't spill a single drop of her womb's contents. For the entire week she would only be allowed to drink whatever her daddy's friends donated, and any drop spilled would mean a day of thirst.